But she would have to get over it, because the beast grabbed the back of her neck, dragging her to her hands and knees again, he mounted and began to thrust, “no” she mumbled under her breath, “please have mercy on my body” “just kill me”. Retrieving an arrow from her quiver, and knocking it to the string, she drew down on him, the corner of her mouth and her small nose barely touching the strings as she instinctively raised her bow above the back of the animal, knowing the arrow would have about 8 inches of drop at that distance. Porn sex Heading down to him she dropped her bow at her feet and drew her dagger to begin working on her prey. “ugh”. . . . . . . . . … Tears of raw pain streamed down her face, as she pushed the beast off of her chest. This tale revolves around a true beauty of a Nord, it is her legacy but will ultimately tell of her undoing. Waching the big buck run about 100 yards further, he dissapeard over one of the many rolling hillsides that seemed to go on and on forever more. that night the wolves ate well. Making her way up the stairs to the mead hall, she grabbed her Hunting bow from the weapons rack and headed for the door.
